Chapter 2: Grim Discoveries
Barry walked into the dining room, making his way down the side of the large table he watched the fire dance around in its small crevice as he came to the door on the right. When he reached the end of the table he glanced over at the bottom of the fireplace expecting to see the body of the creature, but all he found was the smeared blood on the ground.
"Damn! It's not possible!" He shouted.
Barry drew his gun and and leaned on the wall on the left side of the door. Gingerly, he quietly and slowly inched the door open and made his way in.
Scratch-scratch-scratch, he heard a fast and loud sound to his left.
He whipped around, pointing his gun in that direction, his heart raced and his mind clouded. It was nothing at all, a few tree limbs were pressing on the window on the far wall.
"This place really gets to you." He said lowering his gun while grinning.
Turning to his right he came nose to nose to the monster that he shot only a few minutes ago. It grabbed Barry's arms and pulled him closer with his mouth open, reaching for Barry's throat.
"Ahh!!" He shouted.
He put his hands on the creatures chest and turned to his side to avoid the bite. The man missed by mere inch's, he came so close Barry could peer into the creatures eyes, as crazed and blank as they were. He pushed the man as hard as he could and knocked him over on his back.
"Your gonna pay for that!"
Barry drew his gun and pointed it right at the creatures face.
Click-click-click, was all the sound that came from his gun. He flipped his bullet chamber open. "Damn!" Not one bullet lay inside.
His gun empty, and no time to reload, Barry holstered his gun and watched as the creature made its way to its feet and step by step came after Barry.
"Alright then, come on!" He yelled, provoking the beast.
Panic ran through Barry's mind, sending a rush of pure adrenaline throughout his body as the monster grabbed for him and desperately made an attempt to tear into his flesh with his grotesque teeth. As it reached out to him and attempted to grab him as it did before, Barry with his left hand grappled the mans right shoulder and with his right he grabbed the side of the his head. With all of his strength Barry slammed the man against the wall next to them, rendering him lifeless as he fell to the floor. You could hear the crack of the creatures skull as it collided with the hard wooden wall. Blood ran down the wall where the creatures head had been forcefully thrown into it.
Barry, very cautiously poked the creature with his gun. "Lets see if you survive that one." He said while grinning.
Turning around, he walked toward the window while reloading his magnum. As he did he looked up a few times. The moon was now clear, free from the dense cloud cover that had once dominated the entire night sky. Its rays of light shimmered down and made everything outside a little more visible than before. But all in all, the sights were pretty much the same, just more defined woods.
As he reloaded, he thought of what his wife and kids were doing. Right now Kathy's probably putting Moira and Polly to bed, reassuring them of his safety. She always did that when he was away, they worried about him constantly when he was. Kathy never did like Barry's profession choice, every time he went away in fact she was the one worrying the most, not the kids.
He snapped the chamber back into place. "Don't worry, Ill come be back soon." He said to himself as if his family stood before him. "I promise."
When he was done he turned around and finally discovered Kenneth's body. Terrified and focused on reloading his weapon after his previous encounter, Kenneth's body went unnoticed for a moment. His throat was torn out and blood pooled around his body. His eyes were wide and his mouth gaped open. You could see the look of horror that was permanently plastered on his comrades face as he was being attack by the monster.
Kenneth's death was a stomach wrenching loss. Himself, Kenneth, Chris and Brad would all go out every now to a bar somewhere in town and tell each other juicy stories of their past experiences. Now those time's were over, and he found himself standing over his bloody and ripped up body.
Barry knelt down next to him and put his hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry Kenneth, I'm sorry we couldn't make it in time."
Barry lowered his head in morose and sat his gun down next to Kenneth's body. He reached over and closed his eyes with his left hand and when he did this, Kenneth's eyes shot back open and they were were completely white and crazed, just like the creatures. He grabbed Barry by the shoulders and pulled him close to him trying to bite him.
Shocked, he grabbed Kenneth's arms and held him away. "Kenneth!" He screamed.
Barry pushed him away with his left hand and tried to reach his magnum next to him. Kenneth made horrifying grunting noises as he tried his best to bite him. Barry pressed two fingers on the barrel of the gun and managed to grip it. Not able to get a clear shot, with all of his force he hit him as hard as he could with the butt of the gun, stopping him completely.
Kenneth's hold was loosened and Barry was let free. With a sigh of relief he pulled away from Kenneth appalled and speechless.
Brushing himself off, he got to his feet,watching Kenneth while he did it ensuring he didn't try to grab him again. He knelt back over and very quickly closed his eyes, this time for good.
"Don't worry Kenneth. Ill find out who's responsible for all this." He said under his breath as he knelt back up. "Better find Jill and see if shes found anything."
Barry turned around and walked into the dining room as lightening tore through the sky and bright light peered in through the windows. A loud burst of thunder followed it as entered the main hall.
Closing the door behind him, he could hear someone walking on the second floor.
"Jill!? Is that you up there!?" He bellowed.
All that replied to his call was the sound of a slamming door at the far top of the stairs.
"Hey! Stop!"
Barry ran as fast as he could up the staircase after the unknown person, hoping it was a BRAVO survivor. His heart pounded against his chest as he reached the door, you could hear the sounds of gunshots from beyond it as he turned the knob and rushed in.
A creature was on the ground, deceased it seemed as he ran past it and down the hall. He turned a left corner and again another creature was lying dead. As he got further down the hall he could hear laughter, it made him uneasy as he continued his pursuit. He ran past the second creature and turned yet another left corner. He grabbed the door knob closest to him and vigorously shook it, but the door would not budge one inch. He bolted forward to the last door and hurled it open within a millisecond, sprinting into it.
He halted as he found a man with his back turned, holding a book and dressed in dark clothing. He laughed in front of him next to a large writing desk as Barry confused took a few more steps into the room and holstered his gun.
"Wesker?"
